Chapter 9

• Maverick's POV
• A heavy sigh escaped my lips as I paced the room where I usually held a meeting with my trusted pack members. My mind was consumed by the persistent problems plaguing my pack. The rogue situation had become more and more difficult to handle.
• "Damn them all to hell," I muttered under my breath as my fists clenched in frustration. For weeks now, my men had been working tirelessly to put an end to the threat, but it seemed that no matter how many we apprehended, more would simply take their place.